Bellatrix blinked, quite unused to hearing her husband speak to her in such a short tone. Normally his voice was like warm honey, smoothe with endearments and French and expressions of his adoration. This...this was something different entirely.
"Hush, Carina." She told the girl, her own tone more firm than affectionate. "We'll explain everything when we come back in, for now we just want to talk about things a bit. You'll see when we get back, all will be explained. This is just one of those situations where you have to trust your Tante and Oncle for a moment."
She turned, heading for the corridor, and was pleased to see that Roddy was following her. What didn't please her was the pint sized little dictator marching after them. Sighing, she trusted that her husband would manage to make the girl give them a bit of privacy.